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Hey guys in Fanfiction Land. Sorry about this. It's almost been half a year. Writer's Block is hell! Like hell-hell. Anyway, I hope you forgive me for this, please enjoy the chapter and I will see you at the bottom! :)


III

Intimidation

It wasn't long until the Girl of Steel caught wind of this mysterious hero. Karen Starr was just in Metropolis just visiting one day, attending her cousin's funeral, which was a very sad experience for the young blonde. Dismay and denial clouded her mind as well as anger and vitriol against anyone who killed her dear cousin. She talked to no one.

She wanted to know who was the one responsible for his death. She had a few leads, but none of them were going anywhere - until she saw some bald guy wearing yellow spandex annihilating Doomsday in one punch. She re-winded the same footage 15 times. She was still in denial that an ordinary human being had struck down one of Superman's greatest foes. And what made it so much worse, the crime level on both Metropolis and Gotham remained low!

Just who was this person?

Karen was confused...no beyond confused. She picked up the phone and dialed Bruce Wayne's number.

Phone Rings.

"Speak," Bruce began.

"Okay explain to me," Karen began, "Who the hell is that?"

"He calls him Saitama. I'm guessing you watched the news right?"

"I rewinded..."

"15 times...I saw," Bruce said shocking Karen.

"Wait...what? How?"

She turned around and saw Batman on the phone. He hangs up and faced Karen.

"Don't do that," Karen warned.

"You're just as confused as the rest of the League," Batman said.

"Well...yes. Yes, I am," Karen told.

"No. Let me tell you something, you're not alone in this confused dilenma," he said.

"Oh, but you are?" Karen asked, "I just saw a bald guy kill Doomsday with one punch. Might as well call him One Punch Man right?"

"You don't seem grateful," Batman said.

"I am, it's just...It seems..."

"Staged. Like someone else is behind it," Bruce said.

"Has Lex..."

"I checked. Luthor has nothing to do with this. No other person on file has anything to do with Mr. Saitama. When Jon scanned him, he could only get a snippet of what he could get out of his mind. Most of it is safeguarded," Batman continued, "You're not the only one who's grieving."

"You want me to spy on him do you?" Karen asked.

"I want you to gather some info on him. See about his motives. See why he is here." Batman told.

"You think he's a threat do you?" she asked.

"Call it insurance," Batman continued, "He could be a threat, or something much worse. The timing here was kind of off for a person like that to come out of nowhere and annihilate Doomsday like that. We need more investigations into this."

"It seems to me that the people are taking a liking to him," Karen said.

"Not all of them. Most of them feel threatened by this man feeling that he could be..."

"The Superman from 4 years ago after...I understand," she said.

"So I want you to go and follow this Saitama and find out whether or not he's with the standards of the Justice League," he said.

"You want him in?"

"No. I want to make sure he is not a rogue or some God-Wannabe," Batman said, "However, there is something you need to know."

"Tell me," she said.

...

Saitama sat in his favorite noodle shop in the heart of Metropolis. It was pretty quiet today, however, he couldn't go anywhere without people staring at him. It had been a few weeks since he defeated Doomsday and already he was a celebrity.

A woman walked up to him, "Thank you very much, sir. For all you do," she said.

"Um...your welcome," Saitama said. The Woman smiled and left.

"This ought to be some sort of dream. Am I in a coma?" he asked.

"You sound kind of bored," said a voice.

Saitama turned around and saw a busty blonde reporter with a smile on her face. "You must be Saitama, right?"

"Yes?" Saitama replied, "Can I help you?"

The Blonde sat down across from him, "Um...no. But like other people I'm just curious about the man behind the...well...you don't have a mask. But you know what I mean."

Saitama slurped his noodles as the Blonde talked, "Like everyone else, I was brutally shocked on how you defeated Doomsday."

"Who's Doomsday?"

The Blonde blinked, "The giant monster you punched?"

"That's a Doomsday? He seems monstrous. Are there more...even stronger?"

"God I hope not," the Blonde said noticing Saitama's confusion, "The monster had killed more people than any evil man in history. He's evil incarnate. When Kal...I mean Superman tried to fight him, he gave it all he's got until he was..." she paused trying to hold back her tears, "...killed," she cleared her throat, "Sorry. The Justice League...I think you heard of them right?"

Saitama nodded.

"You never heard of them either?"

"I heard of them on the news. They're supposed to be like the Hero Association right?" Saitama asked.

"Yyyeah, sure let's go with that?" she said with a smile, confused as hell, "The fact of the matter is that...everyone including me are thankful that you saved the city and thus the world from this monster. But no one knows where you come from. I heard from one interviewer, a Miss Lois Lane, that you came from a 'Z-City'?"

Saitama nodded and swallowed his noodles.

"So you're from New Zealand?"

Saitama shrugged.

"Okay...so," the Blonde continued, "So what inspired you to become a hero?"

"A life dream," he swallowed another slurp of his noodles, "I kind of do it as a hobby though. Constantly searching for stronger foes and boom."

"So you're a hobbyist?"

"Yep."

"And that punch you gave to Doomsday, it took Superman at least 300 to 500 blows to even make that thing bleed. What..."

"What? 300 blows?" Saitama stood up in excitement," He must be really strong!"

"Yes he is," the Blonde said, "I was wondering on how did you get so strong? How did you get your powers?"

"Um...pushups...situps...a lot of weight training?"

The Blonde blacked out, "What?"

"It was a lot of hard work. I assume you did something similar?" Saitama asked the busty blonde.

"Um...I get my powers directly from the sun," Powergirl told.

Saitama rose his eyebrow."So she's a plant? That's kind of a cool...I guess," he thought.

"You don't seem too thrilled," Power Girl noted. Saitama snapped himself out of his stupor.

"Oh no, no, no. It's just that, I never met someone who gets their powers from the sun. That's pretty new if you ask me," Saitama pivoted.

"Oh...okay. Just asking," Power Girl studied on the man as their food came in, "This guy doesn't seem like the typical hero or...well...any normal person. I mean he's normal...but...what the hell is he? Just by looking at him, though that he is wearing his superhero costume, he seems like an ordinary, normal cosplayer with incredible power. How come no one...or the League ever heard of him? If he was this powerful, how come he showed up too late too..."

Then she popped the question...

"What took you so long?" Power Girl asked.

"Took what so long?" Saitama asked while chewing on his food before swallowing it.

"You know...before Doomsday came in and...well..."

"Well...? You're not making any sense right now," Saitama said, "Are you okay?'

"Have you heard that Doomsday killed Superman?" Power Girl asked.

"Doomsweek killing Superwho?" Saitama asked, distracted before his mind slipped back, "Oh Doomsday? Yeah, I heard that he is really strong! Maybe fun to finally face that guy. I heard in the news that he was a really bad dude though," Saitama said with quiet enthusiasm.

Power Girl was speechless. This guy had no idea that he just annihilated the guy whom he swore he wants to fight...for fun! Is this guy an idiot or something? He was very aloof to what was going on! Power Girl was somewhat relieved that from conversating with this guy, he seemed...clueless. But her guard has not been lowered at all. She and many others were wary about The Man Who Killed Doomsday.

"Um...sorry to break this to you but...the monster you killed..."

"Uh huh," Saitama swallowed his food.

"That was Doomsday," Power Girl told the clueless hero, still eating his food.

None of what Power Girl was saying registered into the bald man's mind. He just thought that Doomsday was just too weak for him. Nonetheless, he just shrugged it off as if nothing happened. Not to be rude or anything, but he just didn't see how "Doomsday" was of any threat at all.

"Oh," he ended.

"So how did you get so strong anyway?" Power Girl asked. Saitama blew on his food and forwarded his attention back to Power Girl.

"Um..." Saitama began, "Weightlifting? Some jogging exercises...skating I guess...?" Saitama thought. Power Girl felt a black void enveloping her, lost in a realm of an ocean of confusion.

"Wait...what?" Power Girl was confused, she spoke, "So...pretty much P.E courses got you your power?" Power Girl asked trying hard NOT to be pissed.

Saitama nodded, "Say, aren't you that Supergirl person I've been hearing about?" he interrupted.

Power Girl chuckled, "Yeah, but I grew out of that name. Not sure if my old suit could fit me now though, but..."

"Do you still have it?" Saitama asked.

"Do I still have what?"

"Your suit."

"Oh, that? Yeah, I still do...wait," Power Girl paused, "Look out!"

"Look out for what?" Saitama asked until he was introduced by an explosion from behind. Power Girl grabbed him and pushed the both of them away from the blast. Everyone fled from the scene all except a few who wanted to see the action.

Both Power Girl and Saitama covered their eyes from the bright light that followed. When the dust cleared, Power Girl was horrified to see:

A robot with a latch on his chest, he had a skull like head, and emerald green eyes; and a towering behemoth with yellow skin, wearing purple armor who had ruby red eyes and yellow skin.

Mogul and Metallo all stood proudly ready to end the lives to those who were in their sight.

"Mogul and Metallo!" Power Girl named.

"Still wanting to be under your cousin's shadow eh, Supergirl?" Mogul taunted.

"It's Power Girl," she protested.

"Oh excuse me for the mislabeling," Mogul taunted again, "Just to know, we are not here for you, girl."

"Are you here for the food?" Saitama interrupted.

Metallo and Mogul turned their heads to Saitama picking his nose, "Because it's pretty okay. Though, there are other ways of entering the building. There's a thing called a door."

Mogul approached the bald hero, "So you must be the 'One-Punch Man' we've been hearing about."

"Saitama stay away from them, they are a lot more powerful than Doomsday!" Power Girl warned.

"Really? Like equal to him or greater? Because if that's the case then that's unbelievably sad," Saitama said.

"I HEARD THAT YOU WORM!" Mogul shouted, offended. He launched his powerful fist and flew it towards Saitama's head.

BOOM!

"Saitama!" Power Girl yelled.

Mogul smile, though content that he got rid of the man, faded when he the bald hero himself unfazed nor was he even moved a couple meters. He just stood there like a statue. What made it even worse was that Saitama yawned.

"Wh-wha...?" Mogul shook, "You were supposed to die!"

"Huh? Oh no it's just that you have no power to it. That's all," Saitama said.

Mogul took a few steps back, "Impossible."


AN: Thank you for reading. Ever since I started my new job, there has been some push backs. However I am still working on the story for you. If you all have some ideas for the next chapter, please leave them down on the comment box below. Until then, I will see you soon.

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